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It was a gigantic ceremony, the whole kingdom was going to see the new prince for the first time. Both of his brothers would be there, the oldest brother was five years old and the younger was only three years old.

Lucas - named after their bravest knight who died in battle - was born three months before being baptized on that day. The ball room was decorated with blue and grey colours, along with the flag which represents the kingdom Andrew was in charge of. As the people came in they left the presents in a table and went to pay their homage to the new prince. The low society brought small things that meant a lot, some of them were clothes and toys that Lucas could use in the future.

''Your majesty,'' the annoucer said, the king turned his atention to him. Next to him was a family that the kings knew well ''King and Queen Irwin, and their son, prince Ashton Irwin.''

The whole family took a bow and Andrew laughed, getting up from his seat and walking to the family. King Irwin smiled brightly at him and let out a small chuckle.

''I thought you couldn't be here?''

''Had a change of plans.'' King Andrew nodded and went back to his throne next to his wife, Elizabeth.

The ceremony began when the priest walked in, everyone ast down and payed atention to the prayers so the prince could have a long life full of treasure. Three fairies showed up when the priest gave them permission to, all of them were wearing differente colours - one was wearing a yellow dress, the second a purple dress and the third an orange dress. They flew to the king and took a bow, which he nodded, then they went to the crib where the prince was in.

''He's so beautiful,'' said the purple dress one.

''Each of us will give the prince a single gift, no more no less.'' the one wearing the orange dress - Parisa - said and flew next to the crib, her eyes shining at the sight of the prince ''I'll give you the gift of beauty, a rare one, full of sunshine in your hair and eyes blue as the ocean.''

She sprinkled dust into Lucas' face, making him sneeze (adorably, I might say). The next fairy was wearing a yellow dress, her name was Lily. The hummed, thinking about a meningful gift that meant something. Lily smiled when she remembered the perfect one, trailing her eyes to the baby.

''Ill give you the gift of music, you'll have the most beautiful melody for your whole life, bringing a sweet serenade to every door.'' she said and flew away to where Parisa was standing, letting Astale do her job.

''Sweet child, I'll give you the gift of-'' she started ut was interrupted by the room turning dark and a new guest appearing.

There were many stories, some said he used to be a fairy that turned out ot be evil, others said he had his wings stolen when he was a child and that caused the internal revolution. No one knew the exact truth but they didn't dare to speak about it - it was terrifying to even talk about him or think about him. Michael Clifford coughed, his black cloud disappearing and a bird flying to the chandelier on top of the room. He coughed again and cleared his throat. He stayed a teenager, never got old. His dark blue hair was messy and he wore black clothes.

''This fucking birds I swear to God- Oh hello.'' he said, an evil smile appearing on his face ''I'm quite offended that you didn't invite me Andrew. Am I that bad?''

The King had a furious look on his face and got up, while the queen kept quiet ''Get out of here, you're not welcome!''

Michael chuckled evily, walking slowly to the crib. He looked at the older princes who were now standing  behind their parents' thrones. He smiled at them and Jack let out a small cry and Ben ran to him, hugging his brother

 ''I think that is way too rude but okay, I'm going to leave this marvelous party.''

''You're not offended?'' the queen asked, her voice trembling showing how scared she was of the evil wizard.

''What? Of course not! I'm chill, just a bit mad that you didn't save any strawberry cake for me. And to show I don't hold any angst against you, I, myself, will give the child a gift as well.''

The fairies flew to protect the crib but Michael moved his hand and they froze, falling into the ground in a matter of seconds. Queen Elizabeth got up but immedeatly was told to sit down by her husband, who watched the scene with a straight face. He couldn't move from his seat, only being able to stare at what was happening. Michael lifted his right hand and made a sign for everyone to shut up, some of them couldn't even look at him.

''Listen well, all of you scumrats! The prince will grow in grace and beauty, with a beautiful melody added, loved by all of those who know him. But by the sunset of his eighteenth birthday, he will prick the finger the spindle of a speeling wheel and die.'' He said, letting the light brown dust fall on the baby's face. He turned around to the king and smirked, he bowed and looked up at them with an evil smirk saying ''Have a good evening, your majesty.'' before disappearing.

The fairies soon recovered from their frozen state, as well as the crowd standing behind them and everyone in the castle. They looked at the baby and he seemed alright, like nothing had ever happened. The baby gave them a toothless smile, they got even more worried.

''What are we going to do?''

''Astale can still give her gift to my son, that will undo the curse.'' the King said, showing hope.

''I'm afraid not,'' Parisa said, looking down in shame ''Michael's powers are way too strong, no one could ever defeat them.''

''But she can fight it!'' said Lily.''

''But-'' Astale started, making Lilt give her a look. She sighed and nodded ''I'll try.''

She flew to the crib and cleaned her sweaty forehead with her arm. Her hands were shaking, she could barely keep stady - this really was a big deal. What if she failed? What if she couldn't save the small prince, who was already cursed by an evil wizard? Astale took a deep breath and closed her eyes, opening them again to look at the baby who was looking innocently at her.

''Dear prince, you were cursed with an horrible and deathly spell, but there may be a ray of hope in this. We'll keep the prophecy, instead of having the horrid future of dying so young, you'll fall asleep, and you will only wake up with a true love kiss.'' she sprinkled yellow dust to his face, and the prince smiled at her before falling asleep.

The King and the Queen had a plan with the fairies, who were loyal and kind. Even if it meant losing his son for eighteen years and not having any contact with him until then, he proposed to them if they could take the prince to the forest, to live in the middle of the woods with them. They would keep him in there, safe and sound, and raise him until his eighteenth birthday - when he would come back to the castle. At first they refused ot do it - take a child away from their paretns for eighteen years? Plus, living as mortals until then? They didn't know how to do it, they never lived without magic. Eventually they agreed because they knew it meant a lot, Michael wouldn't suspect a thing if they lived like normal people.

So the king and his wife watched their child being carried away by the fairies at night, with heavy hearts and tears threatening to fall from their eyes.

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